"A delightful haze At this restaurant, we were plied with so many cocktails that, honestly, I cannot remember that much about it. I attended for an all expenses paid work sponsored evening of indulgence, the sort for which maximum alcohol consumption is required in order to ease the nerves. Stepping across the threshold, I blew a goodbye kiss to my ‘two drinks a week’ rule knowing that, with the beady eyes of my colleagues upon me, it would be most unseemly not to keep up. I began with the Indochine Martini; a drink that does have the color of something unmentionable but is, nonetheless, delicious with delightful citrus undertones. Asked by the waitress whether I would like another, it felt impolite not to opt for The Little Wing drawn, as I was, by the promise of Bourbon, St Germaine and ginger beer. Spotting a sudden drought in my glass, the waitress then inquired as to whether another alcoholic beverage would be to my liking. I acquiesced, and asked to see the menu. Shortly thereafter, out came the ex girlfriend sounding Lulu May. I can’t remember anything about this cocktail, unlike my ex, but some of my more alcohol savvy colleagues report it was delicious and that I gulped it down like a fish out of water. Preparing to leave, the waitress then asked whether we would need one more for the road. So, there was nothing for it but to request a Belle du Jour! This cocktail tasted delightful and had a beautiful flush red color the sort that communicates fertility and vitality. I stumbled out of this restaurant giggling, laughing and after having had a thoroughly enjoyable evening. And no, none of the cocktails made a re appearance later that evening. Success!"